Dangerous Love: You Are My One and Only Bride novel Chapter 333

On the way home, Arianne turned to Mark and asked, “You’ve spoken to Jackson right? Why’d he do it?”

Mark told her the truth. “That man is scum. Tell Tiffany to stay away from him.”

She finally understood what happened. “Why didn’t you say so in the first place? I’ll tell Tiffie. But why didn’t you explain this to her straight away? That would have been simpler.”

He stared at her, as if he were looking at an idiot. “Sometimes, being straightforward makes you look like an idiot, didn’t you know? There’s nothing wrong in being tactful.”

It was eleven o’clock at night. White Water Bay Café had closed for the day. Jackson walked into the garage with his car keys in hand. He had just reached his car when a group of men suddenly appeared from the darkness. Ken emerged complacently from behind a Mercedes-Benz. “Hey, as*hole, had fun beating me up?”

Jackson stared at him expressionlessly. “You’d be lying in the hospital by now if someone hadn’t stopped me.”

Ken touched his face, which was wrapped in bandages, then spat onto the ground. “Speak, why did you hit me? I’m not planning on letting you off, but I’d like to know why. I don’t think I’ve met you before. Where did a rotten restaurant owner like yourself find the balls to do that?”

Jackson smirked. “I don’t need a reason to beat someone up. Give me your best shot.”

Ken waved his hand and more than ten men began swarming him. He had hired trained martial artists, because he had previously determined that Jackson was an adept fighter. Hence, he wasn’t careless about this at all.

Regardless of how skilled Jackson was, it was still one against more than ten men. Half an hour later, he had managed to knock down everyone else, aside from Ken. However, he wasn’t that much better off. He could feel that at least two of his ribs were broken, and his left wrist had been dislocated. Fortunately, he was still standing.

Ken stared at him as if he were looking at a monster. “You’re lucky that you’re fierce!”

Jackson wiped the blood off his face and walked towards Ken. “Your turn.”

Ken hobbled into his vehicle and retreated by speeding off in his car. Jackson didn’t run after him. Instead, he leaned against his car and slumped down. Then, he called Mark. He did not immediately call 911 because he was afraid the media and his mother, Summer West, might find out. He did not want to turn this into a huge scandal.

Arianne had just fallen asleep when Mark’s phone rang. He was afraid of startling her, so he answered the phone a second later. He lowered his voice and asked, “What is it?”

Mrs. West smirked. “Don’t get involved? As long as it concerns you, I will be involved. I’d certainly love to see what this alluring lady who’s managed to enthrall you into losing your wits, is really like. This is the first time this has ever happened in many years. You stay in that bed. Since you’ve ended up battered and bruised for the sake of this girl, she should be the one to take care of you!”

Mrs. West had always been swift and decisive in her actions. Whatever she says, goes. Jackson surrendered himself to fate. His mother was the only nemesis he’s ever had. Mrs. West was usually kind, virtuous, warm and exceedingly gentle. However, when faced with things like this, her temper would explode and he would not be able to stop her!

Tiffany’s home.

Tiffany heard a knock on the door. Thinking that it was a delivery, she opened the door in her baggy pajamas and unkempt hair. She was shocked when she saw Mrs. West. Only one phrase appeared in her mind like an alarm bell — a wealthy woman with well-kept grace and charm!

In comparison to Lillian, Mrs. West was really on a whole other level. Lilian did not have Mrs. West’s presence.

“Madam, may I ask, whom are you here to see?” Tiffany asked carefully.

Mrs. West did not give her an immediate answer. She sized her up from top to toe, then automatically entered the house. She scanned its surroundings before carelessly replying, “I’m here to see you. My Jackson has suffered a beating. You’ll have to go to the hospital and take care of him. Don’t ask why. He’s happily volunteered to suffer because of you. I can’t be bothered to nag him about it.”